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"
Stop
,
"
said
he
;
"
I
will
go
with
you
.
"
"
Excuse
me
,
sir
,
"
said
Franz
,
"
since
M.
Noirtier
sent
for
me
,
I
am
ready
to
attend
to
his
wish
;
besides
,
I
shall
be
happy
to
pay
my
respects
to
him
,
not
having
yet
had
the
honor
of
doing
so
.
"
"
Pray
,
sir
,
"
said
Villefort
with
marked
uneasiness
,
"
do
not
disturb
yourself
.
"
"
Forgive
me
,
sir
,
"
said
Franz
in
a
resolute
tone
.
"
I
would
not
lose
this
opportunity
of
proving
to
M.
Noirtier
how
wrong
it
would
be
of
him
to
encourage
feelings
of
dislike
to
me
,
which
I
am
determined
to
conquer
,
whatever
they
may
be
,
by
my
devotion
.
"
And
without
listening
to
Villefort
he
arose
,
and
followed
Valentine
,
who
was
running
down-stairs
with
the
joy
of
a
shipwrecked
mariner
who
finds
a
rock
to
cling
to
.
M.
de
Villefort
followed
them
.
Chateau
--
Renaud
and
Morcerf
exchanged
a
third
look
of
still
increasing
wonder
.
Noirtier
was
prepared
to
receive
them
,
dressed
in
black
,
and
installed
in
his
arm-chair
.
When
the
three
persons
he
expected
had
entered
,
he
looked
at
the
door
,
which
his
valet
immediately
closed
.
"
Listen
,
"
whispered
Villefort
to
Valentine
,
who
could
not
conceal
her
joy
;
"
if
M.
Noirtier
wishes
to
communicate
anything
which
would
delay
your
marriage
,
I
forbid
you
to
understand
him
.
"
Valentine
blushed
,
but
did
not
answer
.
Villefort
,
approaching
Noirtier
--
"
Here
is
M.
Franz
d'Epinay
,
"
said
he
;
"
you
requested
to
see
him
.
We
have
all
wished
for
this
interview
,
and
I
trust
it
will
convince
you
how
ill-formed
are
your
objections
to
Valentine
's
marriage
.
"
Noirtier
answered
only
by
a
look
which
made
Villefort
's
blood
run
cold
.
He
motioned
to
Valentine
to
approach
.
In
a
moment
,
thanks
to
her
habit
of
conversing
with
her
grandfather
,
she
understood
that
he
asked
for
a
key
.
Then
his
eye
was
fixed
on
the
drawer
of
a
small
chest
between
the
windows
.
She
opened
the
drawer
,
and
found
a
key
;
and
,
understanding
that
was
what
he
wanted
,
again
watched
his
eyes
,
which
turned
toward
an
old
secretary
which
had
been
neglected
for
many
years
and
was
supposed
to
contain
nothing
but
useless
documents
.
"
Shall
I
open
the
secretary
?
"
asked
Valentine
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
the
old
man
.
"
And
the
drawers
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
